When silence speaks
A thousand tongues,
My words can speak
But one.
And though my heart can
sense Eternity,
Beating in tandem
with yours-
Why do my eyes seek
And probe
And question?
The Language of Love
Perhaps, is one
I need to understand;
Still
And Still shall I be
I know, when I
Permeate and flow
As water-
As Life.
When I meet you
Where you have always been.
In me.
Usha Pisharody
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-realization-2/
